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Burgundy Rain

How would you feel if the sky cried a burgundy rain?

The sorrow the wise would feel
Of this: the ultimate horror
Or the more comical idiots whine
About the staining on white shirts
Could, possibly, one ignore this?
Like the Caesar had done before
Or would common man wage war?
Like done a thousand times before
Could, possibly, we plea to the gods?
Like the many civilizations before
Either situation studied
Yet, still the same acts included
So tell me in explicit detail

How would you feel if the sky cried a burgundy rain
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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